As Ye Han watched the terrifying, suffocating storm churn in the distance, his expression grew grave...
Rumble...
Purple-gold lightning roiled within the surging storm as the Purple Jade Sky Tiger charged toward him, bringing that terrifying, suffocating tempest along.
Seeing Ye Han but no sign of the Night Spirit Immortal Emperor, the Purple Jade Sky Tiger called out breathlessly, "Fellow Daoist Ye, where's that damned True Immortal? Did he escape?"
As he spoke, disbelief filled the Purple Jade Sky Tiger's face. That damned True Immortal's cultivation and divine abilities had been truly terrifying. His vitality was severely depleted now, and his injuries were worse than those he had suffered in his previous encounter with those two True Immortals.
Who knew how long the injuries to his physical body would take to heal? More importantly, he had expended a great deal of Heavenly Dao power and burned his own life-origin life force. Words could not describe the magnitude of his losses.
But he had had no choice. If he had not fought with everything he had, unleashing and burning his life origin and releasing Heavenly Dao power regardless of the cost, how could he possibly have driven back that True Immortal?
He had never expected Ye Han to actually drive that True Immortal away after he could no longer help. How terrifying! If this brat became a True Immortal, just how powerful would his cultivation and divine abilities be?
Just what kind of divine ability had this brat used to send that True Immortal fleeing?
Was it that strand of true immortal chaos power?
Or the supremely powerful Five Supreme Immortal Treasures?
Or that terrifying space-time laws power?
Seeing the horror in the Purple Jade Sky Tiger's eyes, Ye Han's thoughts stirred slightly. Knowing what he was thinking, he said calmly,